This could be love, this could be lust,
I can't decide, I'm cleaning the dust,
that was left in my heart for being locked.
What you are to me, I just got shocked.
You might be the one, to re-open my heart,
open a dimension of infinite kind art,
the process has already begun,
I am the moon, you are my sun.
It's not a formal request,
it is more of a jest,
to offer you a chance with me,
you and me, we could be.
We are not alike, just like red and green,
but in the future I will just wonder "what could have been".
I just want to taste your sexy lips,
as you lower your hands from my hips,
tell me something romantic and sweet,
it will just turn up the heat,
but I really don't mind,
I wish in your heart, it's my name that one can find.